One of Those Days

Yesterday was one of those days. First of all, I drove all the way out to the feed store only to find out I had no checks in my checkbook. Then some guy honked at me because he couldn't get his big, stupid Oldsmobile past my little car. Then another guy had the nerve to accidentally touch my shoulder at the library and none of the magazines where I've submitted freelance articles called to offer me a fat check. Then I had to put air into my car tire all by myself.